Liora
Facing Evette in the training ring, I smile as she lunges for me, aiming to punch me in my right side. I easily dodge her, using her own momentum to cause her to fall onto the ground behind me. She growls in frustration, and I sigh. It has been three days since I was told I could train again. Evette became my training partner, with the intent of promoting the omega into a warrior since she was now mated to Luke, the mark on her neck a sign to all that she is taken.
“Come on Evette. Just one blow is all you need to land,” I call out, lazily stretching as the she-wolf pushes herself up from the ground. Training with her has been fun the last three days. She went from knowing only the basics in hand-to-hand self-defense to being a quick learner in offensive attacks. It’s given me a ch
